This is a song about "Foreign whips"

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Rich hypocrites permit war on foreign lands

Are my words really so foreign and impossible to fathom?

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless

Fuck chains and whips, crazy shit really don't break us,

And the v12, that's on various trips

And grip whips to switch hits to each ribs

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

Kicks, chips, whips, flicks, chicks will make the missiles hit,

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Got a foreign girl, czech i'll be there in a sec

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

And try to deplete foreign populations creating complications.